Two Scoops Of Raisins
Two Scoops Of Raisins

Two Scoops Of Raisins easy guitar chords by Common

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    2
    • Verse 1
    Yo 
    man, 
    I'm hungry 
    man 

    Hey 
    what chu want 
    man? 
    You want 

    some breakfast 
    or somethin'? 

    I want 
    a lil' 
    lil' 
    somethin' yeah 
    yea milk 

    and 
    cereal 
    or somethin' 

    Somethin' 
    man! 
    Just 

    a little breakfast 
    food 
    ya know? 

    Mm 
    I don't 
    know 
    man 
    (ay)
    let's see 

    what I got 
    in my 
    cabinet 

    Hold on 
    let me 
    see what 
    I 
    got 

    in my cabinet 

    Somebody 
    hit me with 
    a 
    little, 

    baseline or groove, knamsayin'? 

    Yeah, 
    breakfast 
    food, 

    uh 

    Verse 2

    When 
    you wish 

    When 
    you wish 

    Upon 
    a star 

    Upon 
    a 
    star 

    To 
    follow 
    what? 

    To follow 
    what? 

    And where 
    you are! 

    And where 
    you are! 

    Party 
    over 
    here, 
    party 
    over 
    there 

    Where? 

    Look! 
    Verse 3
    I made ya 
    look, 
    ya dirty 
    crook 

    Then 
    picked 
    your pocket, 
    watch 
    me book 

    Like 
    Guinness 
    I'm 
    a menace, 

    so call 
    me hip- 
    hop's Dennis 

    So 
    open 
    wide, 
    and 
    say 
    (ah) 

    And I'ma 
    slide 
    my yolk, 
    in 
    your 
    throat, 

    and watch 
    ya choke 

    On 
    the uh 
    the ah 
    the uh the 

    Verse 4
    daddy 
    long- 
    stroke 

    Stroke 
    Long Daddy 
    Money, 

    if 
    my name was 
    Sunny 

    I'd 
    share 
    a scoop, 

    runnin' 
    shit 
    like 
    Rebels 

    You 
    can call 
    me Barney, 

    cause 
    I took 
    your Fruity 
    Pebbles 

    Dibble 
    like 
    an office 
    on 
    Top 
    Cat, 

    top 
    that, 
    I'm fat 
    troop 

    Drop 
    the loop, 

    then 
    a 
    scooper hoop 
    ya like 
    a hula 

    To 
    school 
    a fool 
    I present, 

    a church 
    to repent 

    I get 
    you 
    Guess'n like 
    jeans, 

    you're just 
    a 
    hill 
    of beans 

    I'm 
    all that 
    jazz, 
    and 
    I kick, 
    kick, 
    kick, 
    kick 

    Verse 5
    The 
    razzmatazz oh 
    please 
    oh please 

    just give me 
    just one more 
    blast 

    I get 
    off 
    like Prince, 

    but 
    I don't 
    have to 
    show my 
    ass 

    Pass 
    the 
    rest, 
    like 
    a test, 

    if 
    you 
    slip then 
    you'll get 
    ripped 

    With 
    your 
    handicapped 
    pass 
    route, 

    and "Tales 
    From 
    the Crypt" 

    I 
    whip 
    on that 
    ass 
    like 
    base 
    ba- 
    bay 

    The 
    Sense 
    is good- 
    goobley- goo, 
    ask 
    Gravy 

    Verse 6
    Or LaMont, 
    or Rollo, 

    down 
    at the, 
    Apollo 

    Come 
    follow 
    me now 
    (BO! Where's 

    Sue?) I don't 
    know 

    Even 
    En Vogue, 

    be 
    tellin' 
    me 
    ya don't 
    go 

    When 
    it's time 
    for show 

    (yea) everyone 
    says 

    Ho 
    (ho) ho 
    (ho) couldn't 

    be 
    a slider 

    Cause 
    I never 
    slip, 

    kick 
    it like 
    a 
    Damme 
    Van 
    flip 

    So 
    don't come 
    with 
    your judo, 

    cause 
    you're just 
    a 
    Menudo 

    Emcee gettin' chewed 
    like 
    vegetables 

    Verse 7
    Ah 
    cabbage 
    is 
    a 
    cabbage, 

    a 
    lettuce 
    is 
    a 
    lettuce 

    I'ma 
    tear 
    this 
    whole 
    joint 
    into 
    scraps 

    I 
    bust 
    raps, 
    perhaps 
    caps, 

    and 
    trap 
    the 
    wack 
    tracks 

    Givin' 
    the 
    max, 
    for 
    the 
    minimum, 

    not 
    the 
    minimum 
    for 
    the max 

    Get 
    more 
    sex 
    than 
    Wilt 
    the 
    Stilt 
    so 

    you 
    can 
    call 
    me 
    the 
    Stiltest 

    You're 
    takin' 
    shorts 
    like 
    Arnold, 

    Verse 8
    so 
    what 
    chu 
    talkin 
    bout, 
    Willis? 

    Bout 
    Willis? 

    Yeah 
    Willis 

    Willis 
    ain't 
    talkin' 
    about 
    noth
    in'! 

    It's 
    Different 
    Strokes 

    Let's 
    get back 
    to 
    um, 

    break
    fast 
    foods 

    Because 
    it's, 

    early 
    in 
    the mornin' 

    Verse 9
    Well 
    you 
    can 
    have 
    your 
    Wheat
    ies 

    You can 
    have 
    your 
    Flakes 

    You 
    can 
    have 
    your 
    Kix 

    And 
    you 
    can 
    have 
    your 
    Trix 

    You 
    can 
    have 
    your 
    Pound 
    cakes 

    You 
    can 
    have 
    your 
    Loops 

    But 
    you 
    still 
    gotta 
    get 
    your 
    Two 
    Scoops! 

    Verse 10

    To 
    keep 
    the 
    hot 
    raw, 

    I'm 
    rollin', 
    rollin' 

    Bowlin' 
    spare 
    me! 
    Fuss 
    ya 

    hushed 
    mouth 
    mush 

    Lush 
    alco
    hol's excessive 

    like 
    a 
    Jeffer
    son 

    Movin' 
    on 
    up, 
    progressive 

    One 
    time 
    for 
    your 
    brain, 
    cell 

    And 
    when 
    I get 
    through, 

    you 
    say, 
    aw 
    hell 
    man! 

    Styles 
    that 
    I 
    free 
    won't, 
    stop 
    til 
    the 
    end 

    Paper 
    I 
    go 
    on 
    and 
    go 
    on 
    with 
    the 
    pen 

    Get 
    a 
    max 
    of 
    funk, 

    attack 
    or 
    sunk 
    *huff, huff* 

    One blow, 

    and 
    emcees are gone 
    with 
    the 
    wind 

    Kickin' 
    the dumber 
    rhyme, 

    I'm 
    not 
    a 
    print 

    But 
    I'm 
    fresh, 
    heat
    in' 
    up 
    like 
    the 
    summertime, 

    summer 
    rhyme 

    I'm 
    a 
    dime 
    a dozen, 

    but 
    I 
    keep 
    you 
    buzzin' 

    Like 
    a bee, 

    a 
    dozen 
    attempts 
    is 
    in 
    the 
    toilet 

    Cause 
    I 
    flush 
    the 
    dime 
    an

    d I'm 
    not 
    a Leader 

    Cause 
    I 
    Busta Rhyme, 
    a 
    rhyme 

    If 
    I 
    kick 
    with 
    Rakim, you 

    +Run For 
    Cover+ brother 

    But 
    I 
    kick 
    it 
    with 
    Petey 
    cause 
    I'm 
    just 

    another 
    mother 
    (sucker) 

    Blo' Pop 
    time 
    (it's 

    Blo' Pop 
    time) 

    It's Blo 
    Pop 
    time 
    (it's 

    Blo' Pop 
    time) 

    In the 
    mix, 
    the 
    dimension, 
    J.B., 
    and 
    Chico 

    It's 
    seven, 
    not 
    six, 
    my 
    shirt 
    ex
    tra- 
    large 

    But 
    I 
    wear, 
    I 
    wear 
    I 
    wear 
    it 
    well 

    like 
    De
    Barge 

    To the finish, 
    makin' 
    ya 
    eye 
    pop, 

    like 
    you 
    ain't 
    spinach 

    Then 
    it's, 
    time 
    to 
    let 
    you 
    know 

    We 
    count 
    it 
    up, 
    one 
    two 
    three 
    and 
    fo' 

    Uh! Count 
    Verse 11
    it up 

    Nah 
    we gon' 
    count 
    it 
    down 

    Nah 
    man, we're 
    gonna 
    count 
    it 
    up 

    Mm, 
    let's 
    get 
    back 
    to that 
    um
    m, 

    food 
    tip 
    though, 
    the breakfast 
    tip 

    Food tip? 
    Well 
    you 
    just 
    check 

    Cause you 
    know what 
    we 
    need 

    What 
    can 
    I 
    have? 

    Verse 12
    You 
    can 
    have 
    your 
    Life 

    You 
    can 
    have 
    your 
    Bran 

    You can 
    have 
    your 
    Puffs 

    You 
    can 
    have 
    your 
    Pebbles 

    You 
    can have 
    your 
    Krunch 

    And you 
    can 
    have 
    your 
    Loops 

    But 
    you still 
    gotta 
    get 
    your 

    Two 
    Scoops! 

    Verse 13

    Around 
    and 
    round 
    and 
    upside 
    down 

    and 
    upside 
    down 
    we 
    go 

    Whoa! 
    I'ma 
    sneak 
    in 
    the 
    front 
    row 

    Not 
    Jethro, 
    I'm 
    not 
    a 
    Jethro, 
    on 
    skid 
    row 

    I 
    don't 
    wear 
    Monie's hat, 

    but 
    I was 
    a 
    monkey 
    in 
    the 
    middle 

    Hey 
    diddle 
    diddle, 
    you 
    can 
    Kibble 
    a 
    Bit 

    I 
    take 
    a 
    squat, 

    and 
    booty 
    M- 
    C's 
    be sayin' 
    oh shit! 

    Yo, 
    I 
    turn 
    Bucktown 
    into 
    Fucktown 

    You're 
    just 
    a 
    field 
    goal 
    kid, 

    an
    d I'm 
    a 
    touchdown 

    With 
    the 
    next 
    point 
    to the 
    next 
    joint, 

    so 
    tell 
    Spike 
    about 
    it 

    I'm 
    all 
    that, 
    that 
    your 
    bitch 
    be 

    writin' 
    home 
    about 
    it 

    Shout 
    it 
    out, 
    praise 
    the 
    Lord, 
    hallelujah! 

    This 
    could 
    be 
    love, 
    but 
    um, 

    don't 
    let 
    em 
    fool 
    ya 

    Cause 
    when 
    I 
    do 
    ya, 

    come 
    down 
    come 
    down 
    af
    ter 
    me 
    come 

    Yeah sorry 
    Sugar 
    Plums 
    but 
    um, 

    I 
    gotta 
    run 

    Run 
    Jesse 
    Run, 
    keep 
    hope 
    alive 

    I'm 
    down 
    with 
    the 
    B- 
    boys, 

    fuck 
    the 
    Jackson 
    5 

    You 
    jive- 
    ass 
    turkey, 

    a- 
    pit- 
    apitta- a- 
    aperk be 

    You 
    can 
    get 
    ill, 
    but 
    don't, 
    hurt 
    me, 
    hurt 
    me 

    Or 
    urk 
    me, 
    cause 
    see 
    I'll 

    outsmart you 
    like 
    the 
    Urkel 

    B- 
    boys 
    at 
    the 
    school 
    of 
    hard 
    knocks, 

    in 
    a 
    circle 

    Pass 
    the 
    sess 
    blunt, 

    yeah 
    stud, 
    you 
    ain't 
    know? 

    I 
    want 
    to 
    go 
    bang, 
    I 
    said, 

    bang- 
    o, 
    bang- 
    oh 
    bang- 
    oh 

    Or 
    bojangle jingle 
    jangle 
    on 
    the 
    jaw 

    Hip- 
    hip, 
    hooray, 

    oh 
    now 
    you 
    want 
    to 
    be 
    all 
    lovable? 

    Don't 
    push 
    or 
    pull, 
    or 
    you'll 
    see, 

    I'ma 
    wreck 
    it 
    out 

    MC's be 
    checkin' 
    in 
    but 

    they 
    don't 
    be 
    checkin' 
    out 

    I 
    leave 
    em 
    out 
    on 
    the 
    canvas 

    So 
    click 
    your 
    heels 
    twice 
    and 

    take 
    your 
    ass 
    back 
    to 
    Kansas 

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